to get closer…

 

 

Life lesson

 

Why do we unlearn the joy

   of pushing against the glass?

Why do we let slip that impulse

   to get closer

      to the fabulous new thing

         just outside the window,

to lean in to that magic scene,

to get close enough to whisper

   in that new squirrel’s ear?

 

Why do we learn to hold back

   just that bit,

so a breath on a frosty pane

   will hide the wonder?

 

Yesterday he pressed as close as he could.

 

Today I see again that small smudge,

   his curious nose must have been cold

      for a few moments.

I know he has so much to learn,

but some of it can wait for another season…

 

January 2, 2020

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